In Xu Ding's house, the sofa is probably the most comfortable. Cheng Ke slept on the sofa for several days, but he actually felt more at ease than when he was at home.

Maybe it was because he was not at home, after all, he had a very sweet sleep on the table in McDonald before.

He sat on the sofa, rubbed his face, looked at the bedroom, and found that there was no one on the bed and Xu Ding's luggage had been taken away.

"Xu Ding!" he shouted.

Confirm that Xu Ding was not in the room anymore, he stood up and stretched, and slowly walked into the bathroom.

There was nothing in the bathroom before. After all, there was no one living in this house. Usually, only hourly workers came to clean it regularly. There were indeed a lot of things that were bought without the process.

He rarely buys daily necessities. Generally, after using it, his mother will ask him to replace it. He doesn't know what he uses or what he changes, and there is no difference in the sense of use.

This time, when I entered the supermarket, I picked up big and all kinds of goods and packed them, which looked more cost-effective.

Now, no wonder Xu Ding had to ask something specifically. It was a bit inexplicable. I hope it didn't make Xu Ding feel that he was going to leave here.

Cheng Ke looked at the time on his phone, called the agent, made an appointment to meet him in an hour, and went to see the house.

Next he had to go and have breakfast first. He didn't eat it last night. He was so hungry that he felt a little uncomfortable, but even if he was so hungry, he didn't know what he wanted to eat.

After walking back and forth along the street at the entrance of the community, he finally walked into a pizza shop.

Ask for a cup of coffee and a seafood pizza.

He rarely eats breakfast outside. In his memory, every morning after getting up, there is a neatly arranged breakfast in the restaurant, which is basically not the same for half a month.

But it is not what he likes to eat. Even if it is different, it is still mainly Western food. He feels that he actually prefers soy milk, fried dough sticks, tofu brain.

Cheng Ke looked at the coffee and pizza in front of him and didn't understand why he ended up eating these things.

The agent drove to him very quickly and said, "Mr. Cheng? I am the agent Xiao Zhang."

"Yes." Cheng Ke nodded.

Xiao Zhang looked him up and down a few times and said, "Get in the car, I'll take you to see. There are three houses, you can choose one."

"Thank you." Cheng Ke got into the car.

There was a smell on the car, which theoretically smelled, but because it was too strong, Cheng Ke could almost smell alcohol, so he opened a gap in the car window.

For him, the first feeling of being away from the waste of his home is to travel.

"I asked you about your psychological price before," Xiao Zhang said while driving, "Do you have a general concept? The prices of three houses today are different. If you want to have a rough idea, let's start with the house closest to the one you request."

"No," Cheng Ke replied very honestly, "I only have requirements for the house."

"...Okay," Xiao Zhang nodded, "What are your requirements for the house?"

"Be bigger, cleaner, and more convenient transportation," said Cheng Ke, "the community environment is better."

"Then the price is not low," said Xiao Zhang.

"Yes." Cheng Ke responded.

He really wanted to tell Xiao Zhang that he had no idea about renting a house, and he didn't know what kind of house it was roughly at what price it was.

The first house is a two-bedroom apartment. The environment and transportation in the community are pretty good. If you don’t get into the house, you don’t feel comfortable. The distance between the buildings is too small. He can see the color of the pillows in the bedroom opposite at the station window... It’s so rustling.

Moreover, the house is not too new, and the walls are covered with wallpaper. He likes big white walls.

"How is it?" Xiao Zhang asked, "This house should be almost in line with yours..."

"Is there a new house than this?" Cheng Ke asked.

"This landlord has just received the key for two years," said Xiao Zhang. "If you think it's old, then there's almost only a new house."

"Well," Cheng Ke walked towards the door, "Then let's go and see the new house."

"Okay," Xiao Zhang slapped, "What kind of work does Mr. Cheng do?"

Cheng Ke didn't say anything, and felt that he didn't know how to answer for a moment. He had never been asked such a question.

The ones he usually interacts with are those friends who drink and meat. Even if they are new, they won’t ask about these things. They may not be like him, but no one has any specific jobs.

He hesitated for a few seconds and chose to remain silent.

"I have no other intentions, Mr. Cheng," Xiao Zhang took him downstairs and said, "I'll ask if this is mainly the landlord's request. For this new house, the landlord has a lot of requirements for tenants."

"Oh," Cheng Ke thought for a while, and could only report the only "work" he could do, "sand painting."

"Shoes selling sofas?" Xiao Zhang asked.

"Sand painting," Cheng Ke explained, "is to draw with sand."

"Oh! Shahua! I know, I know!" Xiao Zhang nodded, "Then you are an artist, Shahua is very awesome."

Cheng Ke smiled and said nothing.

"It's just a pity," said Xiao Zhang, "It's gone after a long time of painting."

"Well," Cheng Ke got into the car and changed the topic, "What else does the landlord have to ask?"

"Have a serious job," Xiao Zhang said, "I love cleanliness and live a regular life. I don't take people home casually or rent them to couples. I can get married, but I can't have children."

"...Oh, I'm single." Cheng Ke didn't know if these requirements were very unique, but he should meet them.

When Cheng Ke saw the house, he felt relieved and no longer had to run for the third house.

The house is on the top floor with a terrace, which faces the community garden. The decoration is also very simple, with wooden floors and white walls, and simple furniture.

The only thing that made Cheng Ke a little unhappy was that this house was only two streets away from the place where he rolled in the trash can for some reason and was stabbed by someone a few days ago.

I found that he was a little hesitant, so Xiao Zhang recommended it, which was full of bustling areas, various shopping malls and supermarkets, and had rich nightlife, including hotels, bars and nightclubs.

"Not to mention traffic, the subway entrance is right next to it, and there are many bus routes. If you enter the station, you can block the road," Xiao Zhang said, "Where you want to go..."

"It's all here." Cheng Ke interrupted Xiao Zhang's words. Xiao Zhang never stopped talking along the way, and he could hardly bear it.

"Okay, I'll tell you the specifics," Xiao Zhang continued in a series of words, "If you want to enter new furniture and electrical appliances in the house, you must discuss with the landlord in advance. You cannot raise small animals, you cannot change the locks by yourself, and you cannot repair them by yourself if the thing is broken. You must tell the landlord..."

Cheng Ke felt that his head was very heavy, and he couldn't hear what Xiao Zhang was saying when he sat on the sofa. He didn't know if it was Xiao Zhang too annoying or the landlord was too long-winded, so he just cared about "Yes". Finally, Xiao Zhang ended the introduction with a sentence of "three deposits and one payment".

"What is three levies and one levies?" Cheng Ke asked.

"...The rent is deposited for three months, and then the rent is paid once a month." Xiao Zhang explained.

"Oh," Cheng Ke thought for a while, "I'll just pay for a few months or half a year."

"No, the landlord requires payment on a monthly basis." Xiao Zhang said.

"Why?" Cheng Ke was stunned.

"It's convenient to increase the rent," Xiao Zhang replied honestly, "It's easier to deal with if you don't want to rent it."

"...Oh." Cheng Ke was still a little confused.

Jiang Yuduo leaned against the window with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the cards in Lu Qian's hand. Lu Qian touched the cards on her right one by one but couldn't decide which one to play.

Finally, he took Zhang Erwan and wanted to throw it away. Jiang Yuduo kicked her back and said, "Give me money."

"No, third brother, what do you mean?" Lu Qian's next brother Liu slapped the table in dissatisfaction, "If you want to shut up, come up and beat yourself. What a big deal here!"

"I want to go up and fight. Your house has lost to me for more than 80 times." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Do you understand the true gentleman who can't watch chess but don't speak?" Brother Liu stared at him.

"Just bet on a bet, don't say yourself so elegantly." Jiang Yudu smiled.

"Oh, that's right! You still know it's a bet!" Brother Liu shouted.

"Okay, okay," Lu Qian patted Brother Liu's shoulder, turned around and waved his hand at Jiang Yushuo, "Don't command here, go around outside."

"Let's go," Jiang Yuduo stretched and walked towards the door. When he passed by Brother Liu, he threw a pack of cigarettes at him, "Brother Liu is rich."

"You kid, you always do this!" Brother Liu put the cigarette in his pocket, "and he will coax people when he gets angry."

"Then do you want me to coax me?" Jiang Yuduo stretched out his hand, "If you don't want me to coax me, just return it to me."

"Let's go around outside!" Brother Liu slapped the table.

Jiang Yuduo smiled and opened the door and walked out.

He doesn't like to watch Lu Qian play cards, and he has made no progress after playing cards for so many years. He is a complete boy with money.

Today he should have gone to Building 1. That day, the family on the second floor cried and asked to pay the rent one month later. He said he had no money. Jiang Yudu agreed, but he still had to go around today to show a warning.

In fact, according to his habits, he would not agree to wait for another month. He felt that he was probably not very sympathetic. Sometimes he felt very annoyed when he saw such people struggling on the survival line.

Maybe it will remind him of the past, who is more miserable than whom, and someone will always live more miserable than you in a way you would not have imagined.

However, this is Lu Qian's house, so it has to be based on Lu Qian's idea. Lu Qian is a stingy man. Someone owed eight months of rent but didn't pay it. When she ran away, she carried the table away. Lu Qian scolded her for three days, and every word was cut like mud, but some people owed the rent, so she would usually give her grace.

When he was reluctant to leave, Lu Qian also threw all the work to him like a bully, as if she was afraid of being tired, but in the end she didn't drive him away and gave him money...

The ringtone of the cell phone rang, interrupting Jiang Yuduo's memories. He took out his cell phone and took a look. It was a strange number. He subconsciously looked around for a while, then turned his back to a wall, and then answered the phone.

"Mr. Jiang?" A male voice came out from there.

"Who?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"I am the agent Xiao Zhang. You have come to us before to register a house," Xiao Zhang said. "Is it convenient for you to come here now? There is a tenant here, is it convenient for you to come here to sign a contract?"

"Let's go tomorrow." Jiang Yuduo said.
To be continued...